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God Walks Warmly Alongside Death Dedicated -
How did I come into existence...
Like a tear resurrected from tragedy
into cool lucidity...
I remember the smooth bone of your face
emerging from the virgin blackness
of raw Time...
And I recall the flesh of your face
in the heavy pulse of Life begining,
yours was the first death ever,
and in your naked eyes
I saw the distance of Forever...
Do you know what you are...
I am your first act of Independence...
You are a state of Being...
Some would say I'm an Angel,
others, that I am a killer...
You are neither,
you are the shadow of a flame
entrancing Love eternal...
Why did you cease the Immaculate Nothing...
You were born from original desire,
the moment I decided to live
was the very moment I had to die,
you were unleashed from my psyche
like a ghost on fire so that I could die
and thus become diversified immortality...
You need me to live
like Youth needs age for wisdom...
Your inception is a trustworthy honesty
unlost in Life's cost...
More people believe in me as Death
than those whom believe in you as God...
That's fine,
for we are one and the same my ancient friend,
Life is a death sentence
with an opportunity to live inbetween...
J.A.B. 01-09-2025
Copyright ©
Justin Bordner
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